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stardomtrash · 5 months

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Giulia recently did an interview talking about, among other things, the shitshow that has been going on behind the scenes in Stardom recently.

There's just A LOT going on here and it's gonna get salty so I'm gonna put this under a read more.

First off, he's a translation of the relevant parts of the interview. I used ChatGPT-4 as I find compared to other platforms it provides the most coherent translation. Obviously, as this is machine translated, it misses nuance and some context, so don't take it as gospel - pinch of salt necessary for consumption. But I digress...

Here's the translation of the interview with wrestler Giulia:

Interviewer (Kaku): The conversation shifts a bit, but this month, Giulia, you expressed your determination and dissatisfaction with the staff's response on Twitter. Or earlier, at the strategy announcement meeting, you spoke up to the president about revising the 5★STAR GP schedule. It seems like you've been quite outspoken recently. Has a lot been happening during this period? Giulia: Yes, a lot has indeed been happening. I'm the type of person who often voices my opinions. This has led to conflicts in various aspects of my life, even before becoming a wrestler - with friends, family, work, school. I've always been the type to speak up when I think something is wrong. This might not be very Japanese-like. Normally, people hesitate to speak up, especially women and most of our staff being male. I think there were many things people wanted to say but couldn't. Kaku: Hmm. Giulia: I've felt this strongly and have tried to communicate it internally within the company and through the media. But nothing changed, in fact, things seemed to get worse. The final straw was the handling of the Ushiku event (operational mistakes and insufficient announcements), followed by the subsequent responses (staff interactions raising questions). I wrote on SNS (Social Networking Services) hoping it would reach (Owner of Bushiroad) Takaaki Kidani… I just had to write it. Kaku: Yes. Giulia: Otherwise, nothing would change in this organization. I was frustrated to see what Rossi Ogawa had built up breaking down… We had momentum until last year, but since this year, it's been crumbling. That's why I spoke out. Kaku: There's been a packed schedule, and things seem to be moving too fast, without giving time to "get into" the feelings before the next match. How did the wrestlers feel about this? Giulia: Exactly that. I realized how great Rossi Ogawa was. He prioritized the wrestlers' feelings. That's no longer the case. Kaku: Hmm. Giulia: Wrestlers, especially women, have various emotions, and these clash to create a story, a battle, a drama. But now, (laughs) it's like we can't do that… One thing after another is arranged without considering our feelings. I think that's the difference from Rossi Ogawa's time. Kaku: I see. Giulia: Fans understand how we feel in the matches, who our rivals are, who we hate, and see the intense rivalry. Rossi Ogawa used to see this and set up matches accordingly… That's gone now. The reason isn't just the packed schedule. Kaku: A separate issue. Giulia: Yes, it's different. What the wrestlers want to show and what the "company" wants to do are completely different. I've been able to create various rivalries, like with Tam Nakano or Suzu, because Rossi Ogawa understood the wrestlers. Now, all of that is ignored. So, the fans can't get emotionally involved, and the wrestlers feel like expressing their emotions is pointless… Something really needs to be done about this (laughs). I hope the new president, who says he loves wrestling, will listen to the wrestlers' voices.

Kaku: Did you hear the new president's greeting today? Giulia: I did, I did. Kaku: Any impressions? Giulia: Impressions? He seemed fresh and clear-cut, which is good. But I'm a bit distrustful of people (laughs), especially towards the company. I'm the type to dive deep into things, so I'm watching how he responds. It's hard to build trust immediately, and I think President Okada (Taro) feels the same. I can sense that he's being careful in the same space. Kaku: Is he trying to respect the wrestlers? Giulia: Or is it that in the same space, with just a greeting, I can feel whether he's being considerate or looking down on me? Kaku: You mean through the president's gestures? Giulia: Gestures, or the aura he gives off. That's what I felt, so I hope he's a good president (laughs). Kaku: So far, you've felt good about it? Giulia: Yes. Kaku: His tie was also red. Giulia: The red tie of passion. Regarding Words Giulia Repeatedly Shouted Before Reaching the Comment Booth at the Osaka Event Kaku: Lastly, I'd like to include this comment if possible. When you were heading backstage in Osaka, it wasn't officially recorded, but (before reaching the comment booth) you said: "Please, let me have a normal match, I beg you, I beg you!! A normal, a normal match would be good…" What were your feelings behind those words? Giulia: Exactly that. The original plan for that event was the World of Stardom Championship, but it was canceled, right? Honestly, I don't think that match (the Moneyball final) should have been called the main event. It was more like a bonus match. The audience expects to see a main event, especially when a significant title match was canceled. We can't be playing around. This ties back to what I said earlier, about the disconnect between the wrestlers' feelings and what the company wants to do. I thought with that lineup, we could have shown an amazing six-person tag match without any weird gimmicks. Kaku: Yes, yes. Giulia: So, isn't that enough? I keep thinking. We didn't even know what was prepared, and then on the day of the match, baby powder falls in the ring. It might be fun for some, but it's incredibly dangerous. It looks funny, but it's slippery and doesn't make for a real match. It was really dangerous, especially in such large quantities. I have a bit of an allergy, and inhaling it caused symptoms. It was really itchy, and my nose and throat… There are minor details, but the ring was so slippery, we couldn't even do proper rope work. Climbing the corners was also dangerous. There was no proper planning. Just, "Okay, go do it." Kaku: Hmm. Giulia: I'll do it. I'll give it my best, but I wonder what the audience thinks. Do they want to see something like this? Maybe now, more than ever, we need to show a heated battle. Isn't that the essence of professional wrestling? To show a heated match, especially at times like this. Why are we doing this? It was really embarrassing. (Note from Kakutou Log: Despite Giulia's views due to this year's events, the match was exciting, with team play and enjoyable elements.) Kaku: I heard that outcry loud and clear, and I really took it as your soul's cry against the staff's response and your proposal to the president at the strategy announcement meeting. Giulia: Thank you

So, as you can see, everything is on fire. I went OFF on Discord about this interview. The baby powder spot... I just cannot even. I don't want to get angry again. I'm exhausted.

I thought it was a dangerous spot at the time, and that if they were going to do it, they should have pulled that box last... but to not tell the wrestlers at all they were going to use baby powder is dangerous as fuck! Every wrestler needs to go into a match knowing EXACTLY what's in store for them. Wrestling is dangerous enough as is and I have NO TIME for anyone who makes it needlessly and recklessly more dangerous.

FUCK. ALL. OF. THAT.

And to top it off, Giulia has mild allergies to the stuff...

As you can see she was heartedly embarrassed to be a part of that match and didn't even want a weird stipulation in the first place, but she had to tow the line. Honestly, after reading that interview, I cannot blame her for considering going to WWE. Girl, RUN.

Stardom has been a shitshow as of late for a multitude of reasons, some preventable and some not. The injuries have been coming thick and fast, and I've already spoken at length on that. But it seems that the booking side of things, the whole process, has changed backstage, and that seems like a big contributor to why things just aren't working so well anymore. Giulia pulled no punches in this interview, and to talk about how Rossy just doesn't seem to care anymore, that he's not letting the wrestlers tell the stories they want to tell, and he's not letting matches come together naturally... Giulia said that it's harder for both the fans and the wrestlers themselves to get emotionally invested in the product at the moment. I've been struggling to connect with it as much as I did a good few months back, and now I know that the wrestlers aren't as happy themselves... yeah it's harder to enjoy something when you know the people you love don't have their hearts in it as much as they once did.

If Giulia leaves for WWE it will be a damn shame, and not in the least because they'll lose a locker room leader who isn't afraid to speak out harshly against management on behalf of the talent. There seems to be management shake-ups going on right now, so we'll see if that changes anything.

I hope the product improves going into the new year and they make all the changes they need to in order to rebuild the hype they lost post Oedo Tai/QQ match, which I'd argue has been the last really great thing Stardom has done. There's been some stellar matches and it's obvious people are trying despite everything working against them, but some changes at a higher level need to be implemented to get Stardom back on track, starting with Rossy giving a shit about the booking again.

#giulia #interview #translations #trash's trash rambles

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arcielee · 1 year

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Dancing in the Dark

Tom Bennett x OFC Summary: War is spilling over Europe and a route is being created to help POWs escape occupied France. Sometimes love does not last forever, but lasts long enough. Warnings: Smut implied, sad af, some misogyny cause it's the 1940s

Chapter 6

The days were quick, with an easy routine for Tom to help aita and the boys around the farm, while Vera remained with ama and Giulia to complete household chores and prepare supper. The end of the day meal was an exchange of stories from the day’s events and a glass of wine for dessert. Bernard would often give an update to the next steps, letting them know that his uncle had the passports prepared and how he would meet them at the Port of Gibraltar with tickets for one of the merchant ships.

Vera found herself lost in thought about Tom and their last night in Pamplona; she found she craved to feel the warm touch of his hands and the softness of his kisses. They were curled up in the bed, with her head on his chest while his fingers played with her curls.

“A merchant ship,” he hummed. “I do not miss being at sea.”

“It is cheap,” she turned her head, resting her chin on her palm to look at his face. “It is best to be…” she thought for a moment. “In-conspic-us?”

He smiled and tilted his head down to kiss her hairline. “Inconspicuous.” He looked ahead again for a pregnant pause. “Vera,” his voice the low timbre of the late night. “Would you still love me if I was just a pig farmer?”

She giggled at his question. “Tom. I will love you no matter what,” she stated as a fact, her eyes curious to his question. “Even if you were a Schweinebauer.”

His lips curled and he hummed again. “What if we stayed in Pamplona?”

Her expression froze at his words.

His expression was hard, but he did not press and instead pulled her back against his chest, wrapping his arms around her and burying his face into her dark curls.

“Spain is untouched by the Nazis,” he continued. “We could stay put and I can find work–”

“For how long?” Vera asked him, her words slow. “How long does Spain remain untouched by Germany?” She pushed to sit upright, her fingers trailing his bare chest and causing his skin to raise to her delicate touch. “Tom, we owe this to Webster and to the people depending on us to verify this route. I…” her words failed her and she could not finish her sentence.

The following morning was somber; she woke and dressed in her knitted skirt and blouse that Giulia had been good enough to wash for her, though her heart would miss the comfort of the ruffle skirts leant. Her knapsack was packed and she looked to see Tom, who was dressed and waiting for her.

He reached for her hand and they went downstairs, to be greeted with hugs and whispers of good luck from aita and ama, then Bernard and Giulia gave them their papers and walked them to the station. Vera did not mind when Guilia hugged her. “You could have kept the skirt,” she whispered. “Green is your color.”

“When I come back,” Vera promised.

The train ride rumbled and Tom held her hand without a word and her own expression was stoic, but her eyes were glassy; she peered through the compartment window and watched the scenery change with the train ride. Vera eventually pushed back and rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes to hold back her tears, a soft smile when she felt him kiss the top of her head, him resting his cheek against. Her hands fidgeted with the gold band on her finger and he eventually took her hand, bringing her palm to his lips for another kiss.

They arrived at Gibraltar, exiting the train with the crowd and eyes watchful for the uncle. “How will we know?” Tom asked her, but she held his hand and pulled him towards a tall man with ice-blue eyes that twinkled.

“Êtes-vous Vera?” He asked, peering at them both. Are you Vera?

"Oui," she nodded and gestures towards Tom. "Et voici mon mari, Tom."

I am. And this is my husband, Tom.

She felt choked with her words and knew she would miss saying them.

The man introduced himself as Lucay, the young brother of Lyam. He was tall and a bit leaner, with the hint of silver beginning at his sideburns. He congratulated them on their arrival. “You will be home soon,” he said with a smile.

They had enough time for a small meal and he walked them towards the docks and watched to verify they boarded the ship. There were maybe a hundred civilians in total, who were ushered towards accommodations and assigned to rooms.

“I feel they may have spoiled us at the villa,” Vera said when they entered the cabin, smaller than the motel room shared before.

“I had more space on the Exeter,” Tom looked over before setting down her knapsack he carried. “C’mon, lets see her off.”

The deck was alive with the crew, preparing to weigh anchor, and the waves crashed along the side as the convoy began to shift. Vera felt her stomach lurch and Tom wrapped an arm around her. “Easy, love,” he whispered in her ear. “Take deep breaths and it should pass.”

“Should?” She asked, her eyes pleading. “How did you manage this?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Kept busy with hobbies while I was on duty.”

Tom and Vera kept to themselves and continued the ruse of newlyweds fleeing France, spending their days below deck to hide from the sweltering sun and walking the deck when the sun set. At night, he would lay his head in her lap and she would continue to read The Hobbit to him.

“‘And why should not they prove true?’” She read, her tone soothing. “‘Surely you don’t disbelieve the prophecies, because you had a hand in bringing them about yourself? You don’t really suppose, do you, that all your adventures and escapes were managed by mere luck, just for your benefit?’”

“Why shouldn’t he?” Tom interjected with another one of his questions.

She paused and leaned over to kiss his mouth. “We are at the end,” she smiled and continued, “‘You are a very fine person, Mr Baggins, and I am very fond of you; but you are only quite a little fellow in a wide world after.’

“‘Thank goodness!’ said Bilbo laughing, and handed him the tobacco jar.”

He watched as she closed the book and asked, “That it then?”

“Yes, it is over.”

“But what about his book?”

“I am not sure if Mr. Tolkien plans to–”

“No,” he waved his hand. “Bilbo’s book. There and Back Again.”

She smiled at him, her heart seized in her chest for a moment and she leaned over to kiss him again. “That did not answer my question,” he said when she broke away and she laughed, setting the book down and grabbing his collar.

The morning began with a bleak streak of sunlight battling the fog that rolled from Britain, the beginning of autumn brought a cool, crisp wind that ripped at their clothes. The deck was hectic, as supplies began to unload and the passengers ached for solid ground. Tom held on Vera’s hand as they weaved through the mess, pushing out and away from the crowd.

They found a small café and grabbed lunch. Tom did not touch his food and her chest felt heavy, knowing what was to come. “Come with me to Manchester,” he started.

“Tom–”

“I know you feel this obligation to Webster, but risking your life? For what reason?” His brow furrowed, his tone grew heated with his words. “This guilt you carry with you for some bloke you didn’t even love, but I am here, alive, and in front of you.”

“It is more than what I want, Tom,” she cried, the frustration that hovered over them spilling into tears. “We have been fortunate, but I cannot just walk away when lives are dependent on me.” She took a breath. “It is not just the doctor, but Henriette, Jacques, those soldiers in the hospital beds who also just wish to be home… I have to do this, Tom. It is the right thing to do.”

He stared at her, the red tinted his cheeks and the tips of his ears, bringing out the copper tones to his golden locks. “Fuck,” he cried out and paused. “Vera, my dad would love you, Lois too.” He shook his head with a grim smile. “So fucking honorable.”

She wished to reach across and touch his hand, but his body language spoke otherwise. A moment passed filled with the sounds of cutlery touching the porcelain plates and chewing quietly. They paid and pushed to exit the café, Vera following him outside and Tom stopped, turning to her and still looking just as aggravated. “So what do I do now then?”

“You will take a taxi to Manchester,” she sighed, pressing some bills into his palm. “That was the point, so you can have the freedom to do what you want. Tom, I–” but her voice broke off.

Vera did not want to speak because she was unsure if she could trust her feelings at this moment. War had its chokehold around them and it made every moment so precious with the uncertainty of tomorrow. But she did know that if she left with him, she would hate herself for it as much as she had grown to love Bennett, Thomas.

“I must do this,” she said instead. “I understand if you hate me for it, but as long as this war goes on, I must do my part.”

She looked up to face Tom, expecting a backlash response but instead saw the glow of his brilliant blue eyes watching her. His lips pressed into a thin line and relaxed, his tongue wetting them. “I hate that you are like this,” he began, but he took a step to close the distance between them. “You are so damn stubborn, too.”

“You are cocksure,” she replied, her eyes narrowing onto him. “And arrogant.”

“I am,” he agreed, smiling when he saw her reaction, her stoicism cracking. “You have a silent reserve that forces me to self-reflect and I cannot stand it. It is like you have this heart that is too pure for this world right now and I want you to be as selfish as I am feeling.” Tom reached for her hands and she relished in the warmth they held; his palms were large and calloused, but also gentle. He brought her knuckles to his lips and kissed them, holding them for a moment, his thumb pressing into the golden band she still wore, before bringing them back down. “I cannot convince you to leave with me?”

Her jaw and her throat tightened with tears but she forced a small smile. “You cannot.” With his sigh, she added, “But I will come back to you when this war is done.”

“Who knows when that will be,” he sounded defeated. “Who knows where I will be?”

Vera shrugged. “I will find you,” and she kissed his cheek, turning to walk away and to find a bank, as Webster’s notes instructed.

And Tom watched her skirt swish with her steps, a small smile on his lips.

Ende.

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#tom bennett #we need more tom bennett fanfic #tom bennett x ofc #world on fire #ao3 #thanks for reading #♥#dancing in the dark

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giulia-sims · 8 months

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hi girl, wcif the pose pack used for Giulia and Rebecca enjoying the beach?

Hello, i use this posepack ♡

#wcif #sims 4 #sims poses #wcif-giu

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logo-comics · 1 year

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Fortune Lover By Ai Fortuna Software

Coming Soon

Welcome to the Sorcier Academy of Magic! Amongst the magical nobility, you play as a commoner born with a rare gift. Can you win the hearts and minds of the Capture Targets?

Pictured: Maria Campbell and the main cast of Fortune Lover.

As promised, fandom response, early theorizing, and a couple of memes under the cut.

PirateKing-Fan Martin?! whitebishop1252 I knew I wasn't the only one who saw it! That's our King! the-fortuna-amata Guys, I know we love him, but what if they wanted to make a new game? whitebishop1252 These are the finalized designs, but did you forget that the original design for "Maria" that they released was dressed like Captain Natalia. And that is obviously Martin's floofy hair! That is totally Martin! This must be some sort of midquel. the-gentleman-pirate What if this is how he came to be able to lead people the way he does? fortunesfavoriteson ...Wait. The floof. The eyes seem lighter based on the setup on the black and white we've got here.... What if they're blue? whitebishop1252 ...No way. No way. MY OTP HAD A BABY!

CaptainNatalia9430 Top left! Look at her! I know which route I'm going for! kingbishop2014 Same! Maybe she's the Princess? martincampbell2012 What if she's a Terni? Maybe they're childhood friends? Golden Sands is Martin's main port of harbor. martingiulia-otp But Martin had to end up with Giulia! How else would he be able to keep staying in Golden Sands? kingbishop2014 Because as Natalia's heir, he's official considered the Trusted Friend to the Barony? It's not like there was an arranged marriage or anything. Besides, she had that prince she was writing letters to all the time.

jeomaria-stan1123 So, top right boy is apparently named Prince Jeord, bottom left is Noel Flores, bottom right is Prince Alan, and furthest right is Nicol Ascart. I couldn't find a name on the girl Capture Target, though...

Pictured, Left To Right: Sophia Ascart, Tatiana Terni, Mary Hunt

martincampbell2012 TERNI CONFIRMED! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE CONFIRMED TATIANA TERNI! BEST GIRL NOW HAS A NAME! CaptainNatalia9430 ...Can we talk about the fact that ghosts are canon in the setting as of Pirate King? Now can we talk about how Sophia Ascart looks just like one? commonpirate1123 Are we getting a murder mystery? Or is it a revenge story? fortunesfavoriteson I swear, they just keep building up the anticipation! When are we getting the game?!

queenmaryhunt I keep seeing all these theories about Tatiana being half-pirate, Sophia being a ghost, why G-boy's name keeps changing between reveals, and that Noel's disappearing glasses are proof that he's going to be a sweet shy good boy, but everyone is sleeping on the real best girl. Look at all those flower themes my girl Mary is packing in her look. Look at that cool expression! I'm telling you, Tatiana isn't going to be our female love interest, that's going to be Mary. fortunesfavoriteson People. People...

mariaxtatiana9430 So, has anyone noticed that Noel had his name changed? martingiulia-otp Yeah, what kind of name change is that? Noel to Keith? What kind of slander...? queenmaryhunt My guess is that they don't want to confuse him with Nicol, but why change his name to Claes? geomaria-stan1123 I wonder how that would feel. that must be so annoying. fortunesfavoriteson Pour one out for those brave souls that love Prince G-Boy.

Pictured: Katarina Claes

mariaxtatiana9430 Guys, I'm not gonna lie, I've got a bad feeling about this... martincampbell2012 What do you mean? mariaxtatiana9430 Keith's setup seems to be that he has a dark and troubled backstory. Given that he's Keith CLAES and Tatiana has been turned into Katarina CLAES... fortunesfavoriteson

nicol-ascart-lover

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I would love to romance Mary, but it doesn't seem like we're getting it... martincampbell2012 But... Tatiana... marikata9430

#hamefura #bakarina #my next life as a villainess #fortune lover meta post

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raffaeleitlodeo · 10 months

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I protagonisti di questa storia a lieto fine sono Giulia, sua mamma Daniela, che non l’ha mai lasciata sola, e i medici e infermieri del San Camillo, che le hanno salvato la vita.

Il 5 aprile scorso un incidente in auto, poco dopo l'uscita da scuola, ha ribaltato all'improvviso tutto il suo mondo.

Giulia, 18 anni compiuti da poco, era seduta davanti, con la cintura allacciata, quando la macchina dove viaggiava con due suoi amici ha slittato e si è scontrata con un'altra che procedeva in senso opposto. Un incidente avvenuto in pieno giorno, a bassa velocità, ma dagli esiti devastanti per la giovane.

Dopo essere stata trasportata in ambulanza all'ospedale di Anzio, Giulia a causa delle sue condizioni critiche viene trasferita d'urgenza al Pronto Soccorso dell’Azienda Ospedaliera San Camillo-Forlanini.

Giulia viene immediatamente portata a fare una TAC presso la Radiologia d’Emergenza-Urgenza, interna al Pronto Soccorso, ed è qui, davanti all’esito, che emerge la gravità e la complessità del caso. Nell’impatto Giulia è stata stritolata: ha il fegato spaccato a metà, il pancreas schiacciato e una vertebra (la L1, ovvero la prima vertebra lombare) letteralmente esplosa nell’impatto. Rischia di rimanere paraplegica. Anzi, in questo momento non camminare più sembra uno scenario ottimistico, la sua vita è a rischio. A Giulia serve un miracolo.

La ragazza viene immediatamente presa in carico dall’equipe multidisciplinare della UOSD Shock e Trauma, diretta dal dottor Emiliano Cingolani. Non c’è tempo da perdere: il dottor Manfroni, della UOC Chirurgia Generale e d'Urgenza, decide di operare immediatamente: attraverso una serie di delicati interventi chirurgici, scaglionati in più giorni, effettuati con la tecnica del “packing”, riesce a salvare il fegato e la vita di Giulia. Il dottor Faggiani, direttore della UOC Gastroenterologia, ricostruisce l’integrità delle vie biliari del fegato con una protesi. Alla ragazza viene indotto il coma: un lungo “sonno” che dura ben 25 giorni e che Giulia passa in terapia intensiva monitorata e seguita minuto per minuto dal dottor Cingolani e il suo team.

Dopo il risveglio – il 1 maggio - poche settimane fa il dottor Russo, della UOC Neurochirurgia, interviene sulla vertebra lombare, ricostruendola e fissandola con viti. Giulia dopo l'intervento prova a muovere le dita dei piedi e ci riesce: potrà tornare a camminare! Con il passare dei giorni Giulia prende coraggio e finalmente riesce ad alzarsi: "La prima volta che mi sono rimessa in piedi ho pianto!" ci ha confidato.

La mamma, Daniela, che è sempre stata accanto a lei in questi mesi, è commossa dell'efficienza, la competenza e soprattutto l'umanità dei medici e degli infermieri del San Camillo: “La terapia intensiva del dottor Cingolani è stata la mia seconda casa per quasi due mesi, non dimenticherò mai le attenzioni, le cure, la dedizione di tutto il personale nei confronti di Giulia. Anche l’attenzione per i piccoli dettagli: facevano a gara per cucinarci qualcosa di buono e far sentire Giulia sempre a suo agio, con dediche affettuose e una presenza costante. Devo ringraziare tutti gli infermieri e tutti i medici che in questi mesi hanno seguito Giulia. Ci voleva un miracolo: loro lo hanno fatto!".

Oggi Giulia può camminare e fare ginnastica, è tornata a casa dai suoi cari e potrà ricominciare anche a cantare, la sua grande passione.

In questi giorni avrebbe dovuto affrontare gli esami di maturità, lo farà a settembre. Ma la prova che ha superato negli ultimi mesi è infinitamente più grande.

Tanti auguri Giulia, hai una vita bellissima davanti!

Azienda Ospedaliera San Camillo Forlanini, Facebook

#sanità pubblica #non solo miliardari #vita davanti

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chaoticcultist · 10 months

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What kind of pranks does Alberto often pull on Ercole whenever the latter dares to talk ill about Luca?

One time, when Luca and Alberto still went to the same school as Ercole, Alberto put a dead fish in Ercole’s desk to make him stink after the older boy made fun of Luca for smelling odd (Luca’s parents cook very unique meals that taste very good, but definitely smell different than everyone else's packed lunch). Alberto made damn sure that for the rest of high school, people associated the smell of old fish with Ercole.

That was the main prank though. Otherwise, if Ercole started messing with Luca, Alberto would just try to fight him. Luca usually stopped him in time, but sometimes he was just left finding Alberto and Ercole in the principles office, both sporting black eyes while trying to glare each other to death across the room.

Ercole kind of fell off the face of the earth after he graduated. He didn't bother Luca, Giulia or Alberto again until he decided to up the anti and become a whole dang supervillian.

#miraculous luberto au #luca x alberto #luberto #luca #alberto #giulia definetly slapped ercole with a fish once #ercole

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sweet-vanilla-sims · 4 months

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Year 1643

TW/CW: Death Mention, Homophobia

The year started out calmly enough as Sadie and Isabella prepared for the birth of their child. Larissa's daughter, Hestor married into the Mayne family following the death of the previous family head's wife the previous March. Things were looking up.

Unfortunately, that didn't last as Sadie and Isabella slipped up with their secret relationship and Giovanni finally discovered it.

He couldn't believe that they had been having such a relationship under his roof. Clearly, he thought, that he and his wife had been far too generous with their hospitality that this indecency would occur. He gave the couple until the end of the week to gather their things and leave his home as he would be travelling and wanted them gone before his return other wise he would report them to the rest of the town.

Giulia was horrified to learn that her husband was going to report her beloved cousin and her love but she had little say over his actions and so she did what she could to help them pack after her husband left. During this time, Giulia tried to get them a place to stay since it wasn't as if they could build a home with a young child and while expecting. To her own surprise, her maternal grandmother was willing to take the couple in as she had been widowed again by the war besides, she was no stranger to unconventional relationships subtly implying that Giulia's own mother was the result of the very same magic that allowed for Isabella and Sadie to conceive. Despite her cousin having a safe place to go, it was still a tearful farewell that the two shared before they parted ways.

Still, Giovanni returned home and was content with his course of action calling himself quite benevolent as other folks wouldn't have given the women a grace period to make themselves scarce. For Giovanni the good news kept coming as the new husband his cousin's widow had married died in the war without a child meaning his cousin's son would be uncontested as the heir of the Markovic family still. And he wasn't so heartless that he wasn't relieved to hear that Sadie and Isabella's daughter was born healthy in June.

It was so much lonelier in the home though without the little family and Giulia found herself trying to keep busy to keep her mind off of how empty the home felt.

But the loneliness wasn't to last as after several years of marriage, Giulia was confident that she was finally expecting.

When she finally started showing with just the slightest of bumps, she was deeply excited to share the news with Giovanni. He was equally excited to see the barest hints of their newest family member though he was fully aware that Giulia had chosen to wear the clothes that most drew attention to the bump to tell him the news because it was still difficult to truly tell.

But as months passed, Giulia was very clearly expecting and while some women preferred to not announce their pregnancy, Giulia flaunted it in fears that it would be another several years to even dream of being pregnant again.

The Morosinis had never truly been close before but now that they were expecting, they were at least on the same page in terms of excitement in private. Giovanni didn't want to show too much interest in public as children were mostly a women's thing but away from the public eye Giulia swore that he was more interested in her pregnancy that she was and it was inside her.

#Giovanni Morosini #Giulia Morosini #Isabella Robles #Sadie Carlisle #The Carlisle Chronicles #Decades Legacy Challenge #tw death mention #tw homophobia #cw death mention #cw homophobia #1643 #1640s #ts4

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loversbenite · 2 years

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Ela traz uma vibe tão boa ☺️💗

#giulia #soft packs #soft symbols

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katelynnwrites · 4 months

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Not a request but I thought I’d show you a little of the writing I worked on yesterday. I need your opinions 🙃

I bumped into her completely by accident as I got up from the table I was working at spilling coffee all over the most beautiful woman ever. Ignoring that the hot coffee had spilled on me too I immediately hold my hands up to apologize. “I’m so so sorry Miss, I wasn’t paying attention, I had my back turned, I’ll buy you a new one.” She waves it off and looks at me.

“No worries, did I get your laptop wet?”She asks worried.

“Syd come on we’re going to be late for madame Labay,” one of the girls asked in German.

Madame Labay… the fortune teller that was in town? Huh wouldn’t peg this woman as the fortune telling type but who am I to judge when I went to see Madame Labay just last week.

The woman excused herself from the conversation while apologizing as she left with her friends.

When you go to Madame Labay you have to be desperate like the universe is against you every step of the way. She’ll help you find what you’re looking for.

While Sydney is at Madame Labay she finds that she’s already bumped into the person she was meant to meet that would be the missing piece to her puzzle. Something about coffee being spilled, fan at a game, and mysterious were all that Madame Labay could see for the missing piece. Happiness, calm, and success we’re all Labay could see for her future.

Sydney’s friends being in the room with her think back to the latest interaction and Sydney clearly having the same thought wants to find this mysterious coffee shop woman before it’s too late. Klara and Lea are already running with Lina calling Glodis, Georgia and Giulia in hopes they cand distract the person so she doesn’t leave.

Helga and myself were just packing up when one of the three women that had come in as a group but stayed behind came up to the table.

“Hi I like your shirt where’d you get it,” one of them asks. I had seen her before but I couldn’t remember where. Of course though she wasn’t talking to me, I was an acquired taste and definitely nothing like the woman standing at our table look wise. Helga had no problem answering so per usual I tuned out their conversation. That only worked for 60 seconds until another woman came to the table and asked me a question that caught me completely off guard.

“Sorry not to be rude but are you taken,” the other one asked she spoke English which helped me a lot.

“Um,” I glance at Helga she’s usually the one who manages to get me out of these types of conversations but of course she was distracted and I was on my own. “Um, yes.”

The next 30 minutes were the longest 30 minutes of my life as the five of us had a conversation. Finally Helga and I are able to leave and as we’re leaving I remember where I had seen all of the women before.

“Hey Sydney you have a fun run,” I ask looking at the out of breathe woman I had bumped into earlier and seen play a few weeks before.

She looks at me with confusion and then to the three women behind Helga and I.

“Find what you were looking for?” I ask staring straight at her. Looking back and forth between the three women and myself I could tell she was nervous almost a little scared. How odd usually it’s the other way around. Am I…am I someone’s problem now. As a smirk creeps onto my face I hide it just enough so Syd can’t see it.

“Yeah but,” she trails off looking over my shoulder.

“But you’re afraid of what it is you found? Or maybe it’s you think you missed something,” I ask knowing she was looking at my coworker. I had literally just told Helga we would have a date it’s what we always called our meetings when working on projects it was the one thing that got us through the day. It is possible that she overheard the date part.

“Or maybe you’re afraid of the unknown that comes with having found the thing you were looking for?” Having been in her position one too many times I thought it would be nice to see myself as the one with a little more power.

She looks at me with this sudden curiosity like I had just read her mind. She’s really looking at me at i almost feel vulnerable but I refuse to be the vulnerable one today. Helga thankfully breaks the silent stare between us.

“Hey that was Fredrick he said he’ll be at work tomorrow as well with Steph so it’ll be a double work date,” Helga says hanging up her phone.

Sydney’s entire expression changes from the pained one earlier to sudden relief.

Leaning in close to her ear I whisper, “looks like you don’t have to be afraid of the unknown, huh?” Watching as her body tenses i know for sure she was worried about me and Helga.

“Sydney may I ask you on a date?”

“How did you know?” She whispers in disbelief.

With a smirk I ask her for her phone and put in my number and let her take a picture. She texts me immediately after and I snap the most perfect shot of her. “I’m usually off of work by 18 o’clock so I’m usually free every night just text me when you’re free and we can set up a date.”

ooh interesting, can't wait to see what else you have been working on

#asks #and answered

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